Moans in the Museum

He nodded at her and she smiled her agreement. In less than 10 seconds he had his arms encircled around her waist, hoisting her body firmly against his and relishing the gloriously prolonged friction, as she deliciously rubbed her hips into his tented trousers. He groaned and kissed her slowly, completely relaxing himself into the hungry meeting between both his and her lips.

Their noses brushed briefly together, making her smile softly betwixt the small interludes where they would part to inhale some much needed air, or to nuzzle against the skin where her neck joined with her collar bone.

The sensations he was causing her made her gasp, the signals of an early arousal evident through her soaked panties and pebbled bra. For some moments she would simply stop and stare, her blue penetrating gaze wandering appreciatively over his impressive build and muscles through his button down shirt.

Then she'd look up, into those dark brown eyes.

The only part of him that had stayed the same through all their years of working together. Sure he looked the same, his spiky hair always gelled to an art, his intoxicating scent still a yummy combination of himself and cologne, but his eyes were the most familiar and distinct thing about him. Whether they burned with the intensity of a thousand suns, or simply pooled in a warm dilute of admiration and integrity, she could see right through them, deep into his soul. That's why she always found herself, time after time again, looking up into those gorgeous brown orbs with the same adoration she'd shown for years now.

"Booth." She whispered as he delicately cupped his palms under the soft skin of her bare thighs, pushing her skirt up and carrying her over to the other side of the exhibit. Apparently their small peck on the lips had turned into something much more heated...

"Maybe we should take this back to mine." Booth muttered while sucking on the exposed skin of her neck once more, his lustful ministrations showing no signs of stopping.

"Maybe," Brennan breathed against his ear, lovingly placing a kiss on his lobe, before biting down gently in a vast spread of desire and want. "or maybe we could do this right here, right now. Your choice, Booth."

He growled at the tempting words as they oozed so freely from her tasty mouth. Grabbing her hand, Booth pulled her from the ledge she had been sitting on and began directing her into the long hallway. Brennan giggled and kept up the pace, stumbling and chuckling along with him in their haste to find somewhere private, they took refuge inside the solar exhibit.

As soon as the door closed the room plummeted into darkness, everywhere shrouded in a pitch black atmosphere, all apart from the realistic stars and galaxies. Brennan gasped as she gazed upon the brilliant night life and shining dots, gleaming down and illuminating her face.

"It's beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." His words hung in the air and made her shiver under the raw honesty that surrounded his compliment. The small sentiment had caused her heart to leap as she turned to face her partner. He immediately wrapped her in an embrace and began peppering her face with small kisses.

"I love you so much, Bones."

She sighed and placed her arms around his neck, staring deeply into the depths of his eyes when she uttered her last comment.

"I know you do, Booth. I love you too." Brennan grinned and yanked his collar down, reuniting their mouths once more in a delirious flurry of deep kisses.

Booth steadied himself and began the enjoyable task of removing her clothing. He began with the shirt, quickly undoing the buttons before placing his warm palms over the soft molds under the lacy material of her bra. She whimpered and removed his own shirt, scratching her nails over the newly found smoothness that flexed powerfully under the planes of his chest.

Deciding that they needed a better position, Booth pulled away from her touch and laid down on the carpet, placing his shirt over the space on the floor next to him.

"Care to join me?" He wriggled his eyebrows sexily, signally to the soft nest he had made for her to rest on. Brennan rolled her eyes and laughed as he coaxed her down off her feet and placed her delicately on the floor.

"How very accommodating, Booth."

"Eh, I try, though I would have preferred to have taken you somewhere more romantic and comfortable." Booth placed feather-light kisses on Brennan's stomach, swirling his tongue around the edge of her belly button, causing her to shudder.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I've always been curious as to what it's like to sleep under the stars...though I'm not sure we'll be getting much rest." She added as he nipped at the under flesh of her breast and pushed her bra aside.

"Haha, I fully intend to bring you up on that, Bones."

After much kissing, biting, licking and fondling, both partners had grown impatient for the main event and chose to hurry things along.

Placing his hands on the bottom of her skirt, Booth yanked the material down her soft, toned legs and threw it aside as she worked on his belt buckle.

"Damn thing." She cursed as she managed to pull the belt free from its loops and drag his zipper down.

Booth flung the remainder of his pants down and boxers and picked Brennan up from the floor and into his lap. She gave him a questioning look, as he drew the last piece of her clothing from her hot core and positioned himself at her entrance.

"Wouldn't want you to get carpet burns, now would we?" He gave a devilish grin before sinking her down deeply onto his fully standing cock. They both moaned at the complete joined feeling, even as the sensations drew them in, nearly to the brink of pleasure.

Booth began to shift her hips, allowing her to move up and down his cock without fail, heightening both their arousal.

Brennan threw her head back and groaned, his immensely talented member doing the most unbelievable things inside her.

They were leisurely climbing to a climax, their erratic breathing and gasps of pleasure filling the room and echoing amongst the many figurines and solar system.

The demand for relief was needed as she slammed herself swiftly onto his erection and rocked herself fully against his body. Booth groaned and met her for every thrust made between their sexes. By then her breasts were slapping into his sweating chest, heaving and panting when she made one last final jolt down onto his cock.

"Oh baby!" He nearly screamed as he felt her tremble and whimper loudly around him. Her intense orgasm resulted in his own, releasing every drop of his fill dreamily into her core and dropping his head to her shoulder.

"Booth..." Brennan's body rippled in yet another series of frantic spasms, violently taking the last remaining ounces of energy from within her. She slumped against his chest and smiled.

The next hour spent laying on the carpet had been filled with conversation and lazy grooming, Booth had even brought her to climax again through the art of tonguing her quivering body until she cried out.

Both stared blissfully up at the ceiling, a content and satisfied image of love passing between the two, even as she drifted off into a calm, peaceful sleep curled next to him. He made a promise to himself and Brennan as he also gave into the undeniable pull of slumber.

"No matter where I am, or what I do, I promise that I will always love you through the amazing times like this and the bad times when we fight. Although you'll find this difficult to believe, I swear I'll make you understand one day," He yawned and gripped her tighter to his chest. "even if I have to withstand the carpet burns on my ass to do so."


N next. Anybody feeling naughty? ;)